During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate.

In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will.

I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme.

Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace.

In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.

The Years I Was The Gambling God

But Aeliana, possessing the spirit she did, would never tolerate such an indignity. She glared at Chen Chengbei, her voice laced with venom: 


“Chen Xiaomazi, if you dare utter another word of nonsense, I swear I'll cut out your tongue!” 


Chen Chengbei chuckled, a derisive sound. He gestured towards the small knives beside the pile of money. 


“My little darling, I know you’re adept with a blade. But your knives are all here with me now. What will you use to cut? Your tongue, perhaps? Go ahead!” 


He extended his pale tongue, deliberately provoking Aeliana. 


Aeliana’s fury ignited. Her eyes flashed with chilling resolve. Her lips moved subtly, and then, with startling speed, she opened her mouth, revealing a sharp, slender knife nestled between her teeth. 


The sight sent a jolt through me. I knew that the most skilled members of the Thieves' Guild could conceal knives within their mouths. I never imagined Aeliana possessed such a skill. 


Chapter 149: The Fool